Fang Che was at the forefront, his divine sense just beginning to alert him when he saw that the cliff a hundred yards ahead had already collapsed.
He pulled the reins, and the one-horned Dragon Horse let out a long neigh, rearing up!
Fang Che smoothly dismounted from his horse.
Lu Sihai, who was following closely, had a look of annoyance.
Fang Che smiled and said: "Boss Lu, we talked about peace all night, and here it comes!"
Lu Sihai said moodily: "If I am not mistaken, it should be the group with the worst reputation on this road..."
Fang Che: "Worst reputation? How so?"
